Well, hello there. It looks like the same thing is going to happen this summer as it did the last two. I have a horrible time blogging when I am not on a laptop, or my mac. I don't really know why either. I just never feel the urge to blog when I don't have a laptop. Weird. BUT! I will be getting my laptop before I go to college in August. So that's good, I think.
Only a few months of sparse blogging and then we will be reunited with college life! I figured I might as well talk about a few things that I haven't said in awhile:
Well, I graduate high school this Saturday. I honestly can't believe I'm graduating. It seems like last week was the end of 8th grade, and we were all crying and wondering what 9th grade would be like. Then, somehow, we all got lost within the crowds of high school and went our separate ways. But now. We're reunited as a class of almost 400. A lot of the people I'm graduating with, I will not miss one bit. A lot of the teachers, well, most of the teachers, I will not miss. I will not miss the administration. I will not miss the school lunches. Honestly these are the things I will miss: some friends, the cafeteria cookies (best.cookies.ever.), macaroni & cheese (so good!), laptops, some teachers (Mrs. Dilks, Mr. Stith, Ms. Swearengin, Mrs. Bugica, Mrs. Ericson, etc.), goofing around around the school, and a few other things that I can't even think about at the top of my head. But yeah, that's about it. High school has been interesting. I've made friends, lost friends, kept friends, and strongly disliked a lot of people. But that's life. And that was high school. Next is college and I'm fucking ready! I will probably cry on Saturday though. If I cried in 8th grade, I can only believe I would cry leaving high school.
On June 18th, 2011, I will be in the arms of my lover. I will be in San Diego, California, experience west-coast life and holding hands with my wonderful boy. I'm anxious, excited, nervous, scared, and ready all mixed into one huge firecracker of "CALIFORNIA, PLEASE!" Yeah, I make sense. Anyhoo, I just really want to be there. It's going to be my first time on a plane. It'll be 4 different planes, actually. That's crazy. I'm terribly scared of heights and I have a phobia of planes. I was one of those people who was like "I'm never going to fly after 9/11" and I haven't. Yet. Just 11 days until I see Vincent. I'm ready to leave here!
Only a few months of sparse blogging and then we will be reunited with college life! I figured I might as well talk about a few things that I haven't said in awhile:
Well, I graduate high school this Saturday. I honestly can't believe I'm graduating. It seems like last week was the end of 8th grade, and we were all crying and wondering what 9th grade would be like. Then, somehow, we all got lost within the crowds of high school and went our separate ways. But now. We're reunited as a class of almost 400. A lot of the people I'm graduating with, I will not miss one bit. A lot of the teachers, well, most of the teachers, I will not miss. I will not miss the administration. I will not miss the school lunches. Honestly these are the things I will miss: some friends, the cafeteria cookies (best.cookies.ever.), macaroni & cheese (so good!), laptops, some teachers (Mrs. Dilks, Mr. Stith, Ms. Swearengin, Mrs. Bugica, Mrs. Ericson, etc.), goofing around around the school, and a few other things that I can't even think about at the top of my head. But yeah, that's about it. High school has been interesting. I've made friends, lost friends, kept friends, and strongly disliked a lot of people. But that's life. And that was high school. Next is college and I'm fucking ready! I will probably cry on Saturday though. If I cried in 8th grade, I can only believe I would cry leaving high school.
On June 18th, 2011, I will be in the arms of my lover. I will be in San Diego, California, experience west-coast life and holding hands with my wonderful boy. I'm anxious, excited, nervous, scared, and ready all mixed into one huge firecracker of "CALIFORNIA, PLEASE!" Yeah, I make sense. Anyhoo, I just really want to be there. It's going to be my first time on a plane. It'll be 4 different planes, actually. That's crazy. I'm terribly scared of heights and I have a phobia of planes. I was one of those people who was like "I'm never going to fly after 9/11" and I haven't. Yet. Just 11 days until I see Vincent. I'm ready to leave here!
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